Dropping his hand from around his neck, he dives between our bodies and starts jerking himself off.
Bobbing his head, Kai forces himself onto my fingers—licking between them before sucking back and driving them against the back of his tongue.
“Fuck,” I hiss, pumping my cock as I fuck into his mouth.
His moans tickle my palm and I push harder.
He gags. Coughs. Stops jerking off to grab my wrist when I pull out of his mouth.
“I’m sorry,” I say, worried I’ve pushed him too far.
“Don’t ever apologize to me for something I asked for.”
“I won’t,” I promise, taken back—and way too fucking turned on—by the way he just growled at me.
“Make us come.”
I look at him; excuse me?
With a dominative snicker, he licks my fingers like a lollipop then says, “Do it, Jesse. Make us come with one hand while you fuck my mouth with the other.”
Obedient to a fault, I look down between our bodies and hold my breath. This isn’t anything I don’t want to do. Even so, wanking off another guy is a giant mental hurdle.
Stilling my hand as much as I can so he doesn’t know how scared I am that I won’t do it right, I start pumping Kai but meet resistance.
Lifting my hand, I hold it beneath his chin. He spits into it, then with a satisfied grin, starts licking my other hand from the base of my palm to the tip of my middle finger.
Spreading the thick saliva around, I jerk him off until I get a feel for it, then hold my breath, look between us, and try to line myself up with him.
Kai moves into a better position, and I squeeze my eyes shut at the sensation of his balls resting against mine.
Our breaths hitch in unison as my slim—but strong—fingers wrap around us. The undersides are forced together as I drag my hand up and down, the cloud of want around us intensifying.
Kai nibbles on the tips of my fingers, and I plunge all four of them straight in as deep as they’ll go.
Completely submitting to me from his position of dominance, Kai’s hand slips from around my wrist and works as hard as it can to keep his body supported above me.
He gags on me, and I pump us faster.
He splutters again, and thick, viscous saliva seeps from the corners of his mouth.
Pulling out, I let him catch his breath and smear his spit all over his cheeks and chin.
He licks his lips and sticks out his tongue for more, but I grasp his throat. “You’re only filthy for me… You and that world only ever exist with me. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes,” he almost whimpers, on the verge of tears.
“Good. Now come for me.”
Burying my fingers back in his mouth, Kai bucks against me as we fuck my fist as one.
Thighs rub together.
Our groans grow louder.
I grip tighter.
“Fuck… Are you ready?”